| I was thinking 'bout you and the things that you do
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| A picture-perfect moment of a California view
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| The color of your eyes and the Malibu skies
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| Paint the walls of my mind
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| We were running through the hills
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| Searching for a couple thrills
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| Tryna keep it on the real with you
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| We were floating through the trees
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| Burning up like third degree
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| Ain’t no place I’d rather be it’s true
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| I could
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| Spend forever next to you
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| To you
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| Watching
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| And feeling all the colors bloom
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| Bloom
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| Oh, I could
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| Spend forever next to you
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| To you
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| Watching
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| And feeling all the colors bloom
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| Bloom
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| Oh, where you wanna go? |
| So we can be alone
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| No spaces I could roam without you
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| You’re the place I wanna be everything I’m tryna see
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| Oh I’m not gonna waste your time
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| We were running through the hills
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| Searching for a couple thrills
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| Tryna keep it on the real with you
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| We were floating through the trees
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| Burning up like third degree
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| Ain’t no place I’d rather be it’s true
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| I could
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| Spend forever next to you
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| To you
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| Watching
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| And feeling all the colors bloom
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| Bloom
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| Oh, I could
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| Spend forever next to you
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| To you
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| Watching
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| And feeling all the colors bloom
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| Bloom |